Big Brother (that show with no sense of direction) eventually ended our misery in front of the tv’s fighting for the remotes with chicks (although Saborati has quickly intervened to keep chicks on the telly) is looking to be more entertaining on the outside of the house than the damn show itself was!
The eventual loser, a one Munya, who actually thought he could win (according to bullshit chicks that keep yappin’ this shit) was handed a 300,000 dollar prize by none other than his President Mugabe, the senile Prez! Apparently Mugabe said that Nigeria has way more viewers of MNET that the vote had to be rigged to give them the dimes (an assertion Morgan Changaa has welcomed, saying it actually happened to him a few years back).
The ka loser then immediately praised Mugabe as a young force to reckon with and pledged his behind to him in the coming errection……no, elections! “At 86, this ka guy has a ki ballistic vision (and hefty cheques too) and I shall be waiting for his call to hit the campaign trail, that’s if he hasn’t died by then”
In Kampala here here, the campaigns are also going on, however the punk that represented Uganda at the Big Brother thingy (what’s his name…errrrr, u don’t remember? Me neither) hasn’t even been consulted, coz we got better shit to do! Music producers however have been consulted to help Sevo arrange the beats for his ballistic chart topper (oba which charts?) Do want another rap??...
In his song, he is heard asking for a cane, probably to do a “kiboko squad” on these masquerading “presidential hopefuls”. That guy Kizza Besigye is not playing around, he has unlash campaign posters written on “Dr Kizza Besigye: President Of Uganda”……whatever that means!
But as the police were busy herding these presidential chaps and their flock in proper directions, the few they left behind in the field were tracking local gangsta turned movie star Mike Ezra, the man with 9 lives and 9 different arrest warrants. His Kaunda suit was grabbed, but this time it was in form of military fatigues. At this rate, Ugandan security chaps will hire carpenters to build a wardrobe for “fugitive’s clothes grabbed in near-escapes, featuring Joseph and Mike’s lingerie”.
And just like Kony’s guitar was arrested, Ezra had his rental agreement with the landlord of his Kololo house arrested and terminated. Now the ka chap has no house, although he keeps calling radio stations to assure them he has eluded the police…yet again. He is now turning out to be like one of those radio callers that keep calling Radio 1’s “Spectrum” with their views….like we give a shit!!
If it’s dime that you want, then threaten yo bosses and they will relent, like that Shrek look-alike soccer punk, Rooney. This chap paid prostitutes for a chow like they were Uhuru’s pilao, addictive shit. He then turned into a whore himself and asked for more dimes from the guys who were paying him, and threatened to move on to a client that was willing to pay way more dimes, for the same blow jobs!
They allowed!
Luckily for the Chilean miners, they were out of the underground before their 15 minutes of fame were over taken by this little greedy prostitutin' lumpen. The last miner reached the surface and almost went back, saying he had forgotten the lights on……and he hadn’t flushed the latrine! The rescuers were pissed that none of these buggers brought them even a ka piece of gold. The miner however who got the most out of this was not the chap that came out first, or last, but it was some guy whose wife was waiting for him….and 3 bu side chows. He has since been named “the Tiger Woods of mining!”
Ah what the heck, we are headed for campaign time, expect a ka dose of tear gas, and probably the closure of just 2 or 3 radio stations, wonder who Ezra will be calling now!!
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